It’s been a good day, even tho it started off on the wrong leg with almost 40 hours of no sleep, big shit poppin’ and lil things stoppin’. The kind of good day that comes with a hue of sadness and inconsolable disappointment over battles you’ve lost.
Eid was great, with an animatedly chuckling family, a couple of close friends and inhumane amounts of cholesterol-choked food. It offered this pause that comes with priority of quality over, well, life, you know the kind where no matter what important shit you’re doing, you always stop everything and enjoy eid gatherings, and despite an awful strain of weeks.
And I daresay you come out of it with a thing or two over the coffee you’ve made in the middle of the night even tho you had to sleep because you felt like it, with the laptop on the window ledge and your dad sleeping right there against a pillow looking out because he couldn’t get himself to sleep on a day off.
Life Lesson #304: You haven’t been loved if you haven’t spent Eid at an Egyptian home.
Life Lesson #305: There are still good people out there. Somewhere.
Life Lesson #306: You haven’t been truly heartbroken if you haven’t had to see someone you care about fuck up their lives irrevocably and nothing you’d say or do mattered. And you haven’t been truly broken if you’ve never found it in you to stop trying anyway. Whoever said that with great love comes great sorrow was not rolling high on hormones after all.
Life Lesson #307: Sometimes seeing that better people exist is enough to save someone. And sometimes, not even an apocalyptic march of saints could suffice.
Life Lesson #308: You stop being a child at heart when you learn when to walk away.
Life Lesson #309: Nothing screams out ‘I’ve lost hope’ than an atheist praying for a friend. Giving up doesn’t come in a worse package. And seeing someone revert to an option that to them never even qualified as a last resort, is like seeing a rundown terminally ill patient travel halfway across the world for acutherapy in that little uncharted institution in Asia he read about in one of the brochures handed out to save face when the doctor gives the ‘We’ve done everything we could’ speech. It is the saddest experience you’ll ever be unfortunate enough to behold on this godforsaken planet, so much that you’ll wish they hadn’t ‘lost’ – for lack of a better word – against whatever believe you may hold. If you have, then congratulations my friend, you’ve seen what a person looks like when he’s completely and utterly defeated.
Life Lesson #310: You know when you have that fight with your parents where the inevitable age gap causes a disagreement that neither of you could phrase logically to the other and you call them overprotective and they quip the usual ‘You’ll know what it feels like when you have kids of your own’ line? Ironically, you don’t have to be a parent to know the full effect of that blow.
Life Lesson #311: All is well if it ends well, but what it really depends on is your definition of well.
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